46. Chapter Forty-Four
Chapter Forty-Four
Medusa
“I’m not giving you shit! You’re losing a lot of blood with the bullet wound, the stab wounds, and the head injuries, so you’re not going to be able to lift me.” Tommy taunts.
“I don’t need you alive and breathing do I?” I chuckle. “Now, should I take the right or left eye? Which one would be better?” I tap my finger against my lips. “Eeny, meeny, miney, moe.” I singsong as I slice down his cheeks. The blood looks like tears flowing down his face which makes me smile. “And you know what’s funny? You can’t do a damn thing about this because you’re turning gray. Tommy, your life is draining as we speak. But don’t worry, I’m not done with you.”
“What do you want? Just put a bullet in my brain.” Tommy’s voice is defeated.
“I have your drugs, money, and guns. Your kids are gone, and the women you loved are dead as well. The men who served you should all be dead and if we missed some, they’ll either go underground or come out to avenge your death and we’ll handle that too.” I shrug. “What more is there?”
“Do you want to know where your mother is?” he asks.
I roll my eyes. “Her body is on the land where the body shop was. Did you not think we’d figure it out? We’re not as dumb as you think we are. The DeMarco Family is no more. I’m sure Luka is gone too or will be soon.” It was then Tommy’s face lit up.
“There is one family member you forgot about. I have a daughter-in-law.” I keep my face focused to not give anything away. Please don’t tell me it’s Michelle. I don’t want to kill my sister. “I see the wheels turning because you figured it out. My son and your sister.” He laughs that belly laugh that pisses me off. I ball my fist and punch his nose. He screams out in pain, making me laugh. “If you kill Luka, she’ll never forgive you.”
“I’ll deal with it.” I shrug like it is no big deal, but I know it’s a huge fucking deal. “Now, it’s time.” I take my knife out and swing it down to his hand to remove four of his five fingers. The scream he lets out is pure magic, making me laugh even harder. “Your screams make me happy.” I lean into his ear, “I can’t wait to fuck Noah because I’m so fucking turned on by the pain you’re in, not just from the blood loss, fingers gone, and knowing your eye is next…but knowing you’re dying with your entire empire gone, wiped out by the fifteen-year-old girl who saw you kill her dad.” I grab his white hair and begin to carve out his eyeball. Tommy keeps moving his head thinking this is going to stop me from doing it. The squish of the eyeball popping out makes me smile. Tommy’s body crashes to the floor. I pick up a finger and the eye. I get it all scanned then I feel it.
Tommy’s legs swipes my legs out from under me. I hit my head on the floor hard. The air is knocked out of me. Tommy’s heel connected with my sternum and throat. I wheeze and try to move but his legs wrap around my throat. How the fuck did he manage this maneuver?
The white spots begin, the distorted voices feel like miles away, and everything is black.